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Seeker_Seven · 10-17-2011, 05:27 AM

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Originally Posted by noodles

James smiled slightly, his pale cheeks pinking in colour a little. “I hope you don't mind kneazles.” It wasn't unusual for people to hate the fascinating felines. But Clarissa seemed fairly relaxed in Balthazar's presence as he nuzzled his head against her calf and purred softly.

A glance to the side to another man who enetered the break room and a slight bow of the head in greeting, he turned his attention back to the redheaded lady.

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Originally Posted by Mugglemad

Katalin come into the break room, she needed some more coffee before she went back to her paperwork. She saw some of your co-workers was chatting, she wondered if she could join in.

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Originally Posted by Bubbles

"Hi," she said and took the sugar container that was sitting on the counter and passed it to him. "Here you go. A lot of work?" she asked, taking a small sip of the hot tea.

"Good Merlin, NO," Tag exclaimed, a little too loudly, then lowered his voice. "Are you kidding me? We might as well all be petrified. I'm starting to hope some dragons break the reserve boundaries, just so I can go put them back." He opened the sugar bowl and dumped three giant tablespoons full into his cup. Tag stirred it furiously with his finger. The other woman standing nearby looked to need coffee herself, so he pushed the bowl her direction and nodded. Doing so gave him a glimpse of the Important Lady talking to another Creature staff. Wait--was that a kneazle? Eyebrows furrowed, Tag's hand instinctively went to his jacket pocket, where a small lump's presence reassured him.

Hello, wake up. Pretty woman talking to you. Tag dragged his gaze back to the person he supposed must also be bored out of her skull. "Oh. Um, thank you. . . what's your name again? You're new, right? I'm Tagren." He held out a hand to shake, then quickly dried it on his pants, then held it out again.

10-17-2011, 05:27 AM	#56 (permalink)
Seeker_Seven Puffskein Join Date: May 2006 Location: Rainyville, USA Posts: 1,809 Hogwarts RPG Name: Freeman L. Stuart Second Year x1	Help us we're a bunch of letters stuck in this box !! Quote: Originally Posted by noodles James smiled slightly, his pale cheeks pinking in colour a little. “I hope you don't mind kneazles.” It wasn't unusual for people to hate the fascinating felines. But Clarissa seemed fairly relaxed in Balthazar's presence as he nuzzled his head against her calf and purred softly. A glance to the side to another man who enetered the break room and a slight bow of the head in greeting, he turned his attention back to the redheaded lady. Quote: Originally Posted by Mugglemad Katalin come into the break room, she needed some more coffee before she went back to her paperwork. She saw some of your co-workers was chatting, she wondered if she could join in. Quote: Originally Posted by Bubbles "Hi," she said and took the sugar container that was sitting on the counter and passed it to him. "Here you go. A lot of work?" she asked, taking a small sip of the hot tea. "Good Merlin, NO," Tag exclaimed, a little too loudly, then lowered his voice. "Are you kidding me? We might as well all be petrified. I'm starting to hope some dragons break the reserve boundaries, just so I can go put them back." He opened the sugar bowl and dumped three giant tablespoons full into his cup. Tag stirred it furiously with his finger. The other woman standing nearby looked to need coffee herself, so he pushed the bowl her direction and nodded. Doing so gave him a glimpse of the Important Lady talking to another Creature staff. Wait--was that a kneazle? Eyebrows furrowed, Tag's hand instinctively went to his jacket pocket, where a small lump's presence reassured him. Hello, wake up. Pretty woman talking to you. Tag dragged his gaze back to the person he supposed must also be bored out of her skull. "Oh. Um, thank you. . . what's your name again? You're new, right? I'm Tagren." He held out a hand to shake, then quickly dried it on his pants, then held it out again. __________________ *His glass is half-empty. And it's not what he ordered.*